Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's it. It's all I've got.

Very funny, but I didn't even

Long white hair.

Murder. Confirmed.

Or maybe a dragon has to breathe on it.

Well, good thing, 'cause he might be our killer.

Toby Mulligan, 32.

Look, I clearly need to be committed right away.

There's no need to get dolled up.

Apologies, I'm skipping ahead.

Oh, right, high stakes. I like it.

What do you think?

about throwing your underwear?

far more tortuous than death.

No, no, no, no, this is better.

Sadly, that's you. You are the new me.

To avoid a vengeful ex-wife?

You said you wanted to expand our circle of friends.

- you haven't exactly been yourself of late. - Yeah.

I was gonna ask you the exact same thing.

(distorted): No, you're not the Devil.

As in capital "G"?

Yeah, we're at near capacity, pal.

You've decided that the lead suspect in this investigation

He found out what I was doing.

Well, duh, your bedroom's here.

- I did see him perform a miracle. - Really?

Please don't tell me you made reservations at somewhere fancy.

they'll start torturing each other like they always do.

And I am proud of you, Samael.

that I'm sorry I lied.

- (scoffs) - Come on, be honest.

I kissed a man today.

Oh, come now, brother.

strapped to a gurney next to you.

this must be why the sword wasn't working.

DAN: Did you sleep with me t o get Intel on this case?

He... said he was gonna turn me in.

- Just kidding. - Yes.

I could see if you're mentally troubled,

I guess humanity isn't entirely awful.

'Cause I realized that my father

Oh, right, yes, I bet you're on

(laughs, stops short)

to cut through the Gates of Heaven...

what happens when I turn away is, um,